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The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and just when Gu Changfeng thought he could leave, Wen Zhuo suddenly knelt down in front of him.

Gu Changfeng: “!!!”

"Master Wen..., what are you doing? Get up quickly." Gu Changfeng reached out to pull him, and then glanced at the two maids beside Wen Zhuo. The latter looked at him expressionlessly and did not help, as if they did it on purpose.

Wen Zhuo knelt down sincerely, as if he had not knelt down for many years. His body tilted a little, as if he was sitting sideways on the ground. Wen Zhuo's face was strangely red, his pupils widened a little, and his lips trembled with excitement. This kneeling brought back memories of him being in front of the emperor many years ago. How glorious it was then.

"Prince, I have a favor to ask of you." He finally said this.

Seeing him like this, Gu Changfeng had a bad feeling. After all, he was a modern man and couldn't accept being forced to kneel down at every turn. He frowned and said, "You should stand up and talk first."

"Yes, yes." The maid behind Wen Zhuo immediately helped her back to the chair.

"I used to be the Minister of Rites. Your Highness knows that. Back then..." Wen Zhuo's eyes flickered. After so many years of calm, he was speechless. "Forget it, let's not talk about it. I only have one wish in this life, which is that I hope Wen Heng can bring honor to our family, even if it's not the Ministry of Rites, but go to a place he likes."

Gu Changfeng: "The emperor means that as long as Wen Heng can win the final assessment, he can at most get the position of assistant minister."

Wen Zhuo's voice was a little unstable: "I know, I know, I thought that this would be the end of our Wen family in this life... But what if he can't win the championship? I hope that the prince can help mention it to the emperor for the sake of our past relationship..."

His eyes were red. When the Concubine Dowager was still alive, she was in high spirits and would never have done such a thing.

Thinking back to when he first came to this world, Gu Changfeng once laughed at Wen Heng for being a "sensible" person who hid silver bills in Buddhist scriptures and was very capable. Now it seems that this was taught by his brother since childhood.

"I will, not because you asked me to, but because of my relationship with Wen Heng. He is very close to me and is... a very good friend, so for his future, I will help."

Wen Zhuo burst into tears and could no longer utter a word to try to keep him.

Gu Changfeng came out of the main hall with a jade ornament that was forced into his hand. Before he could turn it over for a few times, he ran into Wen Heng who was suspected of eavesdropping at the door.

He actually didn't expect to be discovered, and his face suddenly turned red.

"Prince..." Wen Heng looked up at him, his eyes full of regret and shame. He was standing at the door, not even wearing thick clothes, which showed that he wanted to come in and say something, but resisted the urge to go in and disturb him.

Gu Changfeng smiled helplessly, and the two of them walked out together.

Originally, Wen Heng wanted to invite Gu Changfeng to have a meal, but he was embarrassed by this incident. He still couldn't bribe others as calmly as his brother. He couldn't say that, so he just sent him out of the Wen Mansion.

"No need to send me off. Ah Heng, stay and take care of your brother." Gu Changfeng walked to the door and said, "I have always wanted to support you, so you don't have to feel ashamed. When you go back the day after tomorrow, review more. I will contact you again before the exam."

The wind was freezing and Wen Heng didn't wear a cloak, so the tip of his nose soon turned red from the cold.

"Go back quickly, it's too cold here."

Wen Heng looked at him solemnly and said, "Your Majesty, I will never forget your kindness." Then he was about to kneel down in front of him.

This time Gu Changfeng reacted quickly. He did not let Wen Heng kneel down to him, but held his arms with both hands.

"Why are you being so polite to me?" Gu Changfeng looked at the favorability level above Wen Heng's head that had risen to eighty, and his mood became much better.

He smiled and said, "Maybe in the future, I will need your help again." Maybe when he returns from the expedition, Wen Heng will have been promoted.

This was originally a joke, but it turned out to be a prophecy.